However, his movement was halted by another hand the next second, catching his mid-swing. Corley frowned, eyeing the newcomer with annoyance, "You?" Roseanne murmured, "Mr. Reynolds, how did you..."

Her voice almost broke at that moment.

Owen's gaze settled on her face. "Are you okay?"

Roseanne nodded. "Yeah," but her voice was thick with congestion. That wasn't true.

Owen offered, "I've got my car here. Can I give you a lift home?"

Roseanne said gratefully, "That would be great, thank you."

Owen wrapped an arm around her, ready to leave.

To Roseanne, she felt like a pebble teetering on the edge of a cliff, unstable until Owen showed up, grounding her. "Mr. Reynolds, what brings you here?" Next to the estate was a luxury hotel where he attended a conference. Taking a break, he stepped out for some fresh air and stumbled upon the scene. Owen answered lightly, "Just here for something."

Corley caught up, "Owen, you've lost your way. The conference is next door.

tracks, Roseanne halting alongside

care of my guest. No need for Mr. Reynolds to trouble

his gaze briefly sweeping over him. "Did you ask the

spoke, "I'll go with Mr.

was at a

Owen said, "Let's go."

anymore, seeing Roseanne tangled up with the two men. "Roseanne, where do you

desperate? Can't live without

on like that? Even

rage, Murray lost all reason, wanting to shame Roseanne, whom he viewed as fickle and ungrateful in the most extreme way possible. Then,

like knives, blood gushing out with every slice. When the pain

her teeth chattering from the cold as if she got submerged in ice water. At that

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